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My weekend to do list

I thought I'd try to give myself some framework for this weekend, in lieu of awaking Saturday morning, rushing about like a nutjob, then suddenly finding myself facing Monday morning without accomplishing anything FUN....

I always manage to get the laundry done, and any cleaning that has to be done done, but..I'm older now, and I want to enjoy my free time as well as tend to domestic responsibilities.

Said the princess....

To Do:

Clean bathrooms.

Do laundry.

Go for a run.

Make cookies.

Fold laundry.

Call Grandma.

Call Auntie.

Do my toes.

Switch out my winter clothes for my summer clothes in my closet.

Take inventory and really get RID of stuff I don't wear. I know what it is, but tend to keep things much longer than I should..

Work in the garden.

Read on the patio..while working on browning the legs a little....

Take a nap with the cat.

Have lunch with the Daughter.

Shop for a graduation picture outfit with Daughter.

Also shop for a graduation dress with Daughter.

Go for another run.

Do yoga. Need to do more yoga.

Meditate at least once.

Watch two movies...and be present while I'm doing so, unless they're not worth it, then go ahead and do the crossword puzzle or crochet during them...

Determine whether the current crochet project is going to be a placemat or something else...

Ok, that's pretty much it.

Have a great weekend!

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